Cold and wet was Ellie’s walk to Dunne’s. Her heart beat erratically in her chest. She took her time, umbrella in hand, trying to figure out what she would say to him. Looking down at her practical wellies, blue jeans and rain coat, Aidan would have no reason to laugh at her now or call her a tourist. Thinking back on her first few days in Doolin she had disliked him on the spot. He had been so rude and condescending. She would have told him to get the stick out from his ass if she wasn’t so polite. Come to think of it, she still might. At last she was standing in front of the pub. Nothing had changed on the outside but inside, she could hear a different voice singing. Mrs. Callaghan had told her, much to her delight that Brenna had been sacked. Ellie was looking forward to seeing who ha

